Chapter 819: A Very Shameful Thing

No one knew what Yan Chenxi was doing collecting the leftovers that Kong Ji and Da Shan didn't want.

Not to mention Dashan and Kongji, all the Yanjia restaurants here have serious waste when cooking. They charge a high fee for each dish, and because of this, they only use a small part of the ingredients when cooking, and throw away the rest regardless of whether they are fresh or edible.

In the eyes of Kong Ji, Da Shan, and other people who run Yan's Restaurant, the things Yan Chenxi collected are useless at all.

However, in the next second, they were dumbfounded after Yan Chenxi's operation.

They saw that those leftovers that were completely meaningless in their eyes were magically turned waste into treasure under Yan Chenxi's hands.

Soon, the taste of each dish spread out.

At this time, some experienced chefs had already noticed that Yan Chenxi's dishes made from these scraps were all Yan's dishes!

What's more, they are all on Yan's menu, those dishes with complicated cooking, simple ingredients, and low prices, which no one wants to cook.

The proprietress stood under the stage, the fragrance lingered in her nose. If she remembered correctly, these dishes were the ones that Yan Chenxi had ordered when he first arrived in Yanjia Town.

At that time, because Zhu Yong didn't want to do it and found it troublesome, he even made a big fuss.

As a result, Chen Xi didn't even taste the first dish he cooked.

Yan Chenxi put down the kitchen utensils and let out a long sigh of relief because she cooked a lot of dishes today. Sure enough, cooking is a tiring and tiresome thing.

At this time, the staff had already brought up the next few dishes.

Da Shan checked the time, "It's only been fifteen minutes!"

Not to mention that he doesn't want to cook these few dishes, even if he does, it's impossible for him to finish them so quickly.

The aroma of the dish came, if it was said that some people didn't know about the growth of all things just now, and they didn't even taste it.

So now that these few dishes, no one will say that they are not Yan's dishes.

Because, this is the authentic Yanjia cuisine!

Yan Chenxi walked to Lin Xiao's side and nodded at him.

Only then did Lin Xiao let go of Kong Ji, who was already pale and sweating profusely from pain.

Kong Ji clutched his wrist, which was almost broken, staggered, and fell to the ground in pain.

Yan Chenxi glanced at Kong Ji, and rubbed his wrist lightly with his small hands, "The original intention of Yan Jiacai was not to make money, but to help those poor people who are in need and cannot afford food."

Lin Xiao stretched out his big hand, took Yan Chenxi's small hand, and gently kneaded Yan Chenxi's wrist, his eyes full of pity.

Yan Chenxi's wrist doesn't really hurt, but she is still willing to have Xiaoxiao's massage service.

"At the beginning of Yanjia cuisine, it was a time of turmoil. The poor people were short of food and barely fed. The essence of Yanjia cuisine is to use the simplest ingredients to cook the most delicious food. Yanjia cuisine must be warm. It is delicious and delicious, and it is affordable by ordinary people."

Yan Chenxi looked at Xiong Wei, her voice was cold, as if it came from the sky, "What do you think the plaque of the world's number one chef signifies? It is a responsibility, a mission! The recipient of the plaque must have the utmost respect for food. Pure cherishment and respect, any time, wasting food and earth resources is a very shameful thing!"